IN the Ravine

We always knew someone in The Compound would fall in the ravine. Lord knows Dad tried. He decided in 2010 he would cut brush and clean up the vines on the bank; you know, “clear the land.” He devised the perfect way to enter and exit the big ditch. He routinely lowered a tall ladderContinue reading “IN the Ravine”

The Last Best Place on Earth

For Dad, it’s Alive Hospice, Murfreesboro, Tennessee. The Nashville facility was full and the admissions nurse so determined that Dad needed to be there that she sent him to the Murfreesboro campus at midnight Friday. Daddy rests in a large room halfway between the nurse’s desk and a family room containing comfortable chairs, recliners, andContinue reading “The Last Best Place on Earth”

Trying hard to leave.

My daddy hovers, sometimes thrashes, naked, his mind somewhere along an invisible jagged line between his tiny spot of time and space on earth and the ultimate reality of Infinity. His heart beats so fast sometimes that we fear stroke. Doctors get his heart rate down and his blood pressure goes up. Get the bloodContinue reading “Trying hard to leave.”

Murphy bit my nose.

I knew it was coming someday, and it was my own fault. She was already in bed, curled up, occupying the space that would hold my feet if that little Punkin’ wasn’t there. I bent down at the foot of the bed to kiss her on the head and she didn’t feel me coming. BlessContinue reading “Murphy bit my nose.”

I’m no poet.

Some days I’m not sure I’m even a writer.  Writers are like that. But Monday I took a small carton of blackberries to my friend and she wrote on a social media post: “Yum. Home grown blackberries with a little cream and raw sugar. Thank you, my sweet fruit fairy…” Along with the blackberries, I shared a littleContinue reading “I’m no poet.”

Why They Came

First the black bear walked in. He left the door open behind him. I squatted behind the tan leather sofa while he rummaged through the kitchen cabinets to find some shortbread cookies. Then a white-tail deer trotted in. She stood just a few inches away from my hiding place and watched the bear. I glancedContinue reading “Why They Came”